WAAAAAAH!
A cry akin to a primordial resonance vibrated through the entire forest.
It was the first breath of a being destined to rule, a pure, unfiltered shockwave of Life Mana that acted like a physical hammer against anything unholy.
HISS!
Charron the Undying, the monster who had just tanked a gravity singularity and a dragon's roar without a scratch, suddenly screamed.
It wasn't a scream of anger. It was a scream of genuine, searing pain.
The blinding white light radiating from the Queen's bedchamber washed over him like acid. His tattered grey robes, woven from the threads of the abyss, began to smoke and disintegrate. T
he green flames in his eye sockets flickered violently, dimming to mere pinpricks as the "absolute darkness" he had gathered at the tip of his staff shattered into harmless, dissolving mist.
"The… Seed…" Charron stumbled back in the air, shielding his skeletal face with his arm. Smoke poured from his joints.
"It burns! The purity… it burns!"
